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Zhalzan, a powerful figure from the Heavenly Saint Pavilion on the left, grew increasingly solemn and slowly uttered a revolutionary conjecture: "According to what you and I have said, if Su Mu is indeed backed by one of the two super powers, and they have devoted all their efforts to cultivating Su Mu merely so that he could break into the secret realm and seize the Immortal Palace's foundation from a junior of one of the Eight Great Saint Clans? Such effort and reward are completely disproportionate."

"Therefore, I suspect that Su Mu's backer may not be one of the two publicly known top powers."

"Besides them, there is another hidden force in the universe that possesses such heaven-defying resources and methods that it can transform an ordinary person into a god-king in just a few years."

Before Zalzan could finish speaking, Harry Luke's pupils suddenly contracted, his previously languid body jerked upright in his seat, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror, his voice trembling slightly: "You mean... the Great Sun Alliance?"

Zhalzan nodded emphatically, his voice low and somber: "Only this one possibility can explain all the doubts. In recent years, the Ghost Clan has been recklessly devouring stars and expanding its territory, its power has skyrocketed, and it must already possess the strength to support the Great Sun Alliance back to the cosmic stage. Su Mu is most likely a pawn they have secretly cultivated!"

The moment the words "Great Sun Alliance" were uttered, the temperature in the entire hall seemed to plummet to freezing, and the atmosphere became extremely oppressive.

The expressions of the three late-stage Saint Realm experts changed drastically, their expressions a mixture of solemnity, apprehension, and fear enveloping them.

In the mortal world, there are ruthless villains whose mere mention of a child's name can silence their tears. But in the vast universe of cultivators, the Great Sun Alliance is a forbidden nightmare feared and dreaded by all races.

This is a terrifying existence that no top power wants to mention, much less provoke.

Harry Luke took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging panic in his heart, and slowly sat down. After a brief moment of contemplation, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "If this is truly the truth, then we must go to Tianyuan Star."

"If Su Mu is a pawn secretly cultivated by the Great Sun Alliance, a traitor to the universe, and we capture him and hand him over to the eight holy races for punishment... the rewards and honors would be unimaginable!"

The Great Sun Alliance is a major threat to the two super powers in the universe, and a mortal enemy of the eight holy races, hated to the bone and determined to fight to the death.

If they could capture the core pawn carefully cultivated by the Great Sun Alliance, this immense achievement would be enough to elevate them to the top, granting them endless rewards and top-tier resources from the eight holy races.

Faced with the enormous temptation, all the fear in Zhalzan and his companion's eyes vanished, replaced by an undisguised greed and fervor.

Fortune favors the bold, and no one wants to miss such an incredible opportunity.

Without further hesitation, the three immediately got up and left Taidou Star, heading at full speed to Tianyuan Star.

The moment the three set off, Yu Sheng, who was far away on Tianyuan Star, sent a message to Su Mu informing him of their identities, cultivation levels, speculations, and movements.

Inside the Tianyuan Imperial City, Su Mu looked at the message that had been sent to him, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips.

"Three late-stage Saint Realm cultivators?"

"Heh, the three major powers think highly of me."

"Three mere people think they can take me away from Tianyuan Star? They're underestimating me."

With Su Mu's current combat strength, not counting his many puppet trump cards, he would have a hard time fighting three late-stage Saint Realm cultivators head-on. However, if he wanted to escape, it would be easy and no one could stop him.

But Tianyuan Star is his base of operations, where the imperial aura is most abundant and pure. It is the core place for him to cultivate and improve, and to consolidate the foundation of the dynasty. He would never give up or turn around and run away easily.

"It seems we have no choice but to reveal some of our cards ahead of time."

"As long as I can briefly intimidate the three major forces and buy them some time, once all of Song Pingchao's disciples have broken through, that will be the best time for me to launch a full-scale war and sweep away the three sides."

Su Mu knew in his heart that his rise to power had been too rapid, and he had encountered one powerful enemy after another along the way, making time increasingly urgent. If he were given tens of thousands of years to develop peacefully, he would have full confidence even if he faced the eight holy clans head-on.

He possessed Mu Bo, a top-tier puppet comparable to the early stage of the Great Saint Realm, along with dozens of Saint Realm puppets, giving him a formidable foundation. Yet, he remained patient and did not rashly crush the three major forces. His core concern was the potential presence of a Great Saint Realm old monster within one of these forces.

Seeking progress while maintaining stability and prioritizing safety have always been Su Mu's survival principles. Without absolute self-protection, he would never easily take risks or act recklessly.

Putting his thoughts aside, Su Mu immediately began to secretly plan and prepare a comprehensive countermeasure.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

Within the Imperial Garden of Tianyuan Imperial City, a clear pond ripples gently, its willows swaying gracefully. Su Mu and Mu Bo sit quietly by the pond, fishing rods in hand, leisurely fishing and chatting about everything under the sun.

Mu Bo spoke softly, asking, "Master, once you have pacified the three major powers and unified this star field, you will be among the overlords of this region. What are your plans for the future?"

Su Mu gently raised his hand, stirring the fishing line, his expression calm yet tinged with helplessness: "At that time, my movements will surely alarm the heavens, and the eight holy clans will also notice my existence. When that happens, I will have no choice but to rise to power and fight to the bitter end."

Upon hearing this, Mu Bo chuckled and calmly reassured him, "Master, there's no need to worry too much. The eight great holy clans are extremely arrogant and look down on everyone. Even if they know of your existence, they will never take action personally immediately. They always value their status and will only send their subordinate forces to test and suppress you first."

"It is this pride ingrained in their bones that has given all the races of the heavens the opportunity to breathe, grow, and rise. Even though they have suffered losses and defeats because of this several times, they remain unchanged in their nature, always believing that it is better to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut, and never risk their lives to do it themselves."

Su Mu nodded slightly upon hearing this, feeling somewhat relieved. Given enough time to develop, the outcome would be uncertain once the eight great holy clans truly took him seriously.

A glint flashed in Mu Bo's eyes; he harbored his own calculations, but remained silent. While the eight great holy races noticed Su Mu, the Alliance of Myriad Races would inevitably also take notice of this rising star. At that time, siding with the Alliance of Myriad Races and leveraging its power for protection would undoubtedly be the best option for his development.

However, he knew that Su Mu was arrogant and ambitious, and was by no means the kind of person who would willingly submit to others or depend on them.

Su Mu pressed on, a hint of seriousness in his eyes: "Uncle Mu, given the arrogance of the Eight Great Holy Clans, anyone who becomes a subordinate force under their command must have considerable resources, right?"

"Indeed." Mu Bo nodded slowly, explaining the profound mysteries of the heavens: "The leaders of the forces under the eight great holy clans are all at least at the Saint Venerable Realm."

"To reach the Great Sage Realm, one must gain the approval of the Heavenly Dao of the Universe, absorb the power of the universe's origin to empower oneself, and forge the foundation of the Great Sage Dao."

"As for the Saint Venerable Realm, one needs to comprehend the mysteries of chaos to create a small world and form a domain of one's own, with combat power far exceeding that of the Great Saint. Moreover, the strength of the Saint Venerable Realm depends on the cosmic origin foundation accumulated by the Great Saint Realm. The eight great Saint Clans naturally possess advantages in bloodline and resources, making them almost invincible among those of the same level."

Upon hearing this, Su Mu understood and couldn't help but smile bitterly. His future opponents, at the weakest, would be at the Saint Venerable Realm; the pressure ahead was immense.

Just as the two were chatting, a thunderous roar suddenly resounded across the sky above the imperial city, shaking the vast territory!

"Where is Su Mu of Tianyuan Star? Show yourself at once!"

The four people who arrived by flying through the air stood high in the sky, their auras chilling and intimidating.